Three hours was extremely fast, and when Zhou Qing hung up the phone, the clock on the opposite building was only a little more than ten minutes away from midnight.

After receiving Jin Sha's message, she and Ding Keming were waiting for her at the Junting Hotel.

Zhou Qing said hello before arriving, and followed the two of them to re-enter the Junting Hotel.

Obviously, the underground boxing ring in her mouth is inside the Junting Hotel.

Sure enough, after Jin Sha took out the invitation letter, the two waiters who were guarding the elevator at the corner respectfully helped open the elevator.

Jin Sha pressed the minus three floors, and the elevator began to go down.

Ding Dong, as the door opened, the three of them got out of the elevator.

Zhou Qing looked at his surroundings. The corridor was wide, with lights as white as day, and at the end was also a soundproof door guarded by people.

The security guard knew Jin Sha, and after seeing her, he bowed respectfully, opened the door and signaled for him to enter.

And Zhou Qing finally saw a hint from the open door, facing a standard boxing ring, and several familiar people under the boxing ring flashed in their eyes.

Qi Sanpao, Qi Tai'an, Zhang Dehai and others. There are also some familiar people I met at the last banquet.

The sound of a slight conversation kept coming.

It's not very lively, there are only a dozen people in total, and the number of security guards is about twice as many as the number of spectators.

Seeing that Jin Sha and Ding Keming handed over their mobile phones, Zhou Qing also took out his mobile phone.

Qi Sanpao naturally saw Jin Sha, and seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness that happened in this hotel last time, and he greeted him with a smile.

Jin Sha said casually: "Master Qi, can you start?" ”

Qi Sanpao's eyes lingered on Zhou Qing for a moment: "Don't worry, let's watch them play first!" ”

Jinsha nodded, politely circled with the others, and sat down at a table not far from the ring.

"Zhou Qing, your opponent is the man next to Qi Sanpao!"

Zhou Qing glanced at it, and it was a strong man in his thirties.

The facial features don't look like a Chinese, the skin is like copper water, the height is about 1.8 meters, and the lips are thick and the eyes are deep.

On the outside, he is an extremely difficult person.

"His name is Sang Chaiming, a native of T country, with strong resistance and destructive power, and he is good at elbow and knee ......"

Zhou Qing listened to Jin Sha's eloquent introduction and listened carefully.

Ding Keming added: "Black market boxing is different from the orthodox martial arts you are used to, so when you can fight, how deadly it is, as long as you can take down the opponent, even if you use your teeth!" After a pause, Ding Keming said again: "If you have a chance, you can kill the other party, it doesn't matter!" ”

Zhou Qing was surprised, Ding Keming still had some prejudices against him during the meal, and he didn't expect that he would kindly remind himself now. But he didn't have time to think about it, because he was attracted by the hidden meaning of Ding Keming's words.

It doesn't matter if he kills the other party, but what about the other party killing him?

Throwing away the last bit of luck completely, Zhou Qing smiled bitterly and did not respond.

Jin Sha glanced at Zhou Qing unintentionally.

is a very handsome man, and Sang Chai Ming is very different in appearance.

Thinking that he was going to take the stage later, Jin Sha became surprisingly depressed.

He was indirectly forced to go up by himself, and if there was no accident, it might change his life, or even end his life here......

But this thought only flashed in an instant, and in an instant, Jin Sha's heart was as cold as iron again.

After so many years, she clearly realized that there was nothing better than money. For this, she can do anything.

At this time, the boxer named Sang Chai Ming suddenly grabbed the rope and went to the ring.

There was also a white man who went up with him, tall and tall than Sang Chaiming.

In the audience, a middle-aged man in a suit was muttering something to the white boxer in English, and Zhou Qing vaguely heard that it was to make the white boxer not allowed to lose.

Then, someone took two documents, the man in the suit and Qi Sanpao each held one copy, signed it and put it away.

"What are they doing?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

"The number of signatures, it's Zhao Huadong and Qi Sanpao's bet!" Dinkage is explained in the name of the people.

Zhao Huadong, the chairman of Huadong Group, often heard this name in the neighborhood Zhou Qing.

"They bet on boxing?"

Ding Keming took it for granted: "Otherwise, why do you think black market boxing has been so popular underground in the past two years?" These people who have a new fighter will first come here to find a bet on the three guns! ”

"Can others participate?"

Ding Keming shook his head: "No, black market boxing is taboo, if there is another thing to gather people to gamble, even if Qi Sancang's energy is monstrous, it can't be done." On the contrary, it is safer for two people to bet on each other. Everyone is an acquaintance, just sign a number, and after the loser goes back, the money will be transferred to the other party's account, foolproof! ”

"How much is the bet between Mr. Jin and Qi Sanpao?" Zhou Qing asked inexplicably.

It's nothing to watch others gamble, but when it's your turn to be bet on by others, this taste has a great impact on Zhou Qing.

Jin Sha shook her head and responded: "I don't gamble!" I bet if you win, Qi Sanpao will roll out of Furong Street with his men! ”

"What about losing?"

"I must no longer obstruct him, and let him operate freely on Furong Street!"

"Mr. Jin really looks up to me!"

Zhou Qing replied inexplicably, ignored Jin Sha, and looked at the boxing ring.

Ding Keming frowned and was about to reprimand, he had never seen anyone so disrespectful in front of Jin Sha.

Jinsha stopped him and focused on the ring as well.

The battle has begun.

The white fighter is in very good shape.

The body is strong, but it does not have a great impact on movements.

Punches are like hammers, and legs are like piles.

It's not there, but it's like you're there.

The gloves are divided into fingers, and very little protective gear is worn. During the collision of attacks, the sound made was like a drum, driving the heartbeat of the spectators.

In terms of situation, whites seem to have the upper hand.

Those who really know how to do can see that the chances of him winning are almost non-existent.

Because when the body made contact, Sang Chai Ming was indifferent, but the white boxer flinched slightly. Even if it was extremely subtle, Zhou Qing could see it.

What's more, the number of attacks by Sang Chai Ming is very small, but every time he attacks, it must be like a blade, so that people dare not plunder his edge.

Simple, straightforward, without any extra empty shelves.

The absolute sense of power made the white man seem unable to even parry, and began to retreat and dodge.

This is not the way to go.

Xu is boss's urging voice at the bottom angered him, or maybe he found a way to restrain Sang Chaiming.

The white man, who was originally retreating, suddenly pounced on Sang Chaiming.

He wanted a hand-to-hand grappling, which should be able to suppress Sang Chai Ming's pressure-making attacks.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Sang Chai Ming, who was originally playing decently, suddenly appeared with an incomparably swift elbow from an angle that no one expected, and the target was the side face of the white fighter.